MONGO anchored in Hanalei Bay, Kauai after escaping the time vortex that is Hawaii Yacht Club and Honolulu. Absolutely epic.
Just like Maui, and San Diego and Santa Barbara before that, MONGO spent more time in Honolulu than I had planned on. Such is life on a cruising sailboat on a constantly evolving adventure; time seems to stop in some places that you visit while you simply breeze through other ports of call. Honolulu was great to me, as it always is. For the fifth year in a row I sailed a boat into the Ala Wai Harbor. I love the place. Nealry one month there. 3 Friday night Beer Can races on MONGO. Lots of good surf at Waikiki on both my 6'7 single fin and 7'6 Mini Mal. My surfing is constantly evolving and while I haven't written about it enough in these pages, it has given me some of the greatest fulfillment of this voyage thus far. I hope this love affair lasts forever. Much needed re-fitting and constant dialing in of my ship and a few productive weeks of writing, boat work and sailing journalism work at the cruiser's oasis that is Hawaii Yacht Club. And I shared my time with a brillant group of people. From two visist from Rebekah to almost nightly parties and social gatherings, to quiet evenings, waterfall hikes and the first place of extensive day sailing since San Diego. MONGO left her slip, under sail, and went sailing more than 10 times in 26 days. It was epic in every sense of the word and time could easily stop in Honolulu, just as it could have had in Maui.